You are so many people, tell me
Who am I talking to now?
Don't you see that you are not the same?
You are the one who says stay with me
I promise to give you torment, give you bad times
I promise you if you listen to me, girl, to give you art
Which is not the same as stay and we'll see
Stay and we'll see

It's not the same to be as to be
It's not the same to be as to stay, no way!
Staying is not the same as stopping
It's not the same
Maybe we are neither, nor are we
Nor do we plan to stay
But it's different to settle or to fight
It's not the same, it's different

It's not the same art as to annoy
It's not the same to be fair as how fair it goes for you! (You'll see)
It's not the same you as another, get it
It's not the same
Know that there are people who try to confuse us
But we have a heart that is not the same
We feel it, it's different

Okay
Maybe I deserve it, well
But I don't sell you my voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't give a damn

Door and air that suffocates me
It's not about the side you want to be on
Being on one side or stepping aside, you'll see
I don't know how to tell you, it's not the same
Living is the most dangerous thing life has
That they say on television that there's a heart loose
Which is not the same as it's dangerous, it's different

It's not the same enough or to suffice
Nor is it the same to say, to opine, to impose or to command
The blacklists, the white hands, you'll see
It's not the same
The one who has more desire doesn't win, I don't know if I explain myself
That today nobody wants to be the same
What does it matter to you, it's not communism
It's instinct

Okay
Maybe I deserve it, well
But I don't sell you my voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't give a damn

I have
Ointment for all the pains
Remedy for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

I have
Ointment for all the pains
Remedy for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment (disillusionment)

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't give a damn

I have
Ointment for all the pains
Remedy for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

I have
Ointment for all the pains
Remedy for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't give a damn

I have
Ointment for all the pains
Remedy for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

I have
Ointment for all the pains
Remedy for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay
Maybe we deserve it, well
But we don't sell the voice, door
And what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't give a damn

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